As a writer, one of my most shameful admissions has to be that I more and more often these days, ‘lose the plot’. I have even invented a new acronym come verb for this affliction. To LTP. Thus it is now possible for me to have LTPed, be LTPing and more than likely, will LTP more often in the future.
So what is this ailment I hear you ask. Well, the best way to describe it I suppose is that one cannot do sex, drugs and rock & roll, caffeine, nicotine and alcohol, and whiskey and women for over half a century and not suffer from some side effects. While deafness set in many moons ago and maladies associated with anything resembling a joint started eons back, a relatively recent symptom has become far more inconvenient. I could say troublesome and downright annoying as well.
This new prodrome is? Hold on. What was I talking about?
See, this is the problem. I have an ever so slight problem with short term memory. I know I was going to make a very intelligent comment about what I was writing about, but for the life of me, I just can’t remember what it was. Seems I’ve LTPed again. Very embarrassing that it has happened right in the middle of a blog post. But can you imagine how disturbing it is when it happens in the middle of writing a whole book?
Another annoyance is that I’ve had to set so many reminders and alarms for myself that I now have a plethora of electronic devices, all beeping and flashing incessantly day and night, reminding me about things I have to do and had forgotten all about. Damn! Here’s one now. Popping up and beeping right in the middle of this. ‘Blog Post’, it says. What the hell does that mean?
Now. Where was I?